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something changed between me and seashells. i'm a fool for them. i sweet talk their ridges. i weep into their whorls. let me climb into an oyster. sleep. cling to her abductor-- an atlantic ache. hair soaked in brine, barnacles like jewels. like, the richest lil beachcomber like, sweet 4 shells like, happy as a clam like, do you want to see these bivalves i found?
p.s. hiiiii! Thanks for reading! Thanks for being here. <3
Happy pride! Seashells are gay!